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" In offices of tenderness, and pay Meet adoration to my household gods, When I am gone. He works his work, I mine. There lies the port; the vessel puffs her sail; There gloom the dark, broad seas. My mariners, Souls that have toiled, and wrought, and thought... "
Calendar - Side 363
av University of St. Andrews - 1901
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Poems, Volum 2

Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1842 - 231 sider
...: the vessel puffs her sail: There gloom the dark broad seas. My mariners, Souls that have toil'd, and wrought, and thought with me— That ever with...thunder and the sunshine, and opposed Free hearts, free foreheads—you and I are old ; Old age hath yet his honour and his toil; Death closes all: but something...
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Poems, Volum 2

Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1842
...tenderness, and pay Meet adoration to my household gods When I am gone. He works his work, I mine. There lies the port : the vessel puffs her sail :...the dark broad seas. My mariners, Souls that have toil'd, and wrought, and thought with me — That ever with a frolic welcome took The thunder and the...
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Poems, Volum 2

Alfred Tennyson (1st baron.) - 1843
...tenderness, and pay Meet adoration to my household gods When I am gone. He works his work, I mine. There lies the port : the vessel puffs her sail :...the dark broad seas. My mariners, Souls that have toil'd,and wrought, and thought with me — That ever with a frolic welcome took The thunder and the...
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The Eclectic Magazine of Foreign Literature, Science, and Art, Volumer 16-17

1849
...works his work, I mine. There lies the port : the vessel puffs his sail : There gloom the dark-blue seas. My mariners, Souls that have toiled, and wrought,...foreheads — you and I are old : Old age hath yet his honor and his toil ; Death closes all : but something ere the end, Some work of noble note, may yet...
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New Quarterly Review; Or, Home, Foreign and Colonial Journal, Volum 3

1844
...tenderness, and pay Meet adoration to my household gods When 1 am gone. He works his work, I mine. There lies the port : the vessel puffs her sail ;...the dark broad seas. My mariners, Souls that have toi1'd, and wrought, and thought with me — That ever with a frolic welcome took The thunder and the...
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Poems

Alfred Tennyson (1st baron.) - 1845
...tenderness, and pay Meet adoration to my household gods When I am gone. He works his work, I mine. There lies the port : the vessel puffs her sail :...the dark broad seas. My mariners, Souls that have toil'd, and wrought, and thought withme — That ever with a frolic welcome took The thunder and the...
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The American Whig Review, Volum 2

1845
...tenderness, and pay Meet adoration to my household gods When 1 am gone. He works his work, I in inc. There lies the port : the vessel puffs her sail :...the dark broad seas. My mariners, Souls that have toil'd, and wrought, and thought with me — That ever with a frolic welcome took The thunder and the...
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Poems, Volum 2

Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1846
...tenderness, and pay Meet adoration to my household gods When I am gone. He works his work, I mine. There lies the port : the vessel puffs her sail :...the dark broad seas. My mariners, Souls that have toil'd, and wrought, and thought with me — That ever with a frolic welcome took The thunder and the...
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Essays and Reviews ...

Edwin Percy Whipple - 1848
...tenderness, and pay Meet adoration to my household gods When I am gone. He works his work, I mine. 15* There lies the port : the vessel puffs her sail :...the dark broad seas. My mariners, Souls that have toil'd, and wrought, and thought with me — That ever with a frolic welcome took The thunder and the...
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The Eclectic Magazine: Foreign Literature, Volum 17

1849
...works his work, I mine. There lies the port : the vessel puffs his sail : There gloom the dark-blue boweth her head, ' Tis a wild night at sea 1' " She...climbing moon ¡я bright; With the gaze distraught of a aie old: Old age hath yet his honor and his toil ; Death closes all : but something ere the end, Some...
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